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Across from the restaurant, a gray bread truck was parked on the side of the road.

The four people in the car stared through the windshield at the two people who had just come out of the restaurant.

If Chen Fan were here, he would definitely find them very familiar.

"Is it him?"

Yongzai suddenly spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Ah Dong, who was driving, reminded him, "This guy is a very accurate shot; we need to find a way to prevent him from firing!"

"Mantis, did you see clearly?"

Ah Bao glanced at the passenger seat.

The mantis nodded slightly, then lowered its head and slowly rubbed the blade of its machete against a whetstone, making a soft rustling sound.

He has a habit in this line of work: he always sharpens the knife to the point where it can shave hair before he starts.

Abao didn't say anything more, started the car and drove over there.

the other side.

Chen Fan and Fang Jiexia walked side by side on the street.

Their conversation just now had added something more between them, making the atmosphere somewhat ambiguous.

"Brother Fan, I'm so happy today!"

Fang Jiexia suddenly spoke.

"Hmm? As long as you're happy. It's getting late, you should go back and get some rest."

Chen Fan checked the time. "It's rare to have a three-day holiday, so I should relax a bit."

"oh..."

Fang Jiexia felt a little disappointed, and her tone became somewhat subdued.

Seeing her like this, Chen Fan was about to say something when his gaze inadvertently fell on a bread truck speeding across the street, and his expression immediately changed.

Without thinking twice, he shoved Fang Jiexia aside, then leaped to the side, narrowly avoiding the car.

boom!

The front of the bread truck crashed into the glass door with a loud bang, drawing the attention of passersby.

Fang Jiexia was pushed to the ground. When she looked up, the car door was opened and several men wearing hoods and holding machetes rushed out.

She instinctively reached for her waist, only to realize that she hadn't brought a gun with her at all, and she became very anxious.

"Brother Fan, let's go first!"

go?

Chen Fan ignored him and stood still, looking as if he was frightened.

He didn't bring a gun today either, but it's not a big problem; the other guys are also using melee weapons.

[Temporary Mission Triggered: Subdue the Thugs]

Four hired knife-wielders are attempting a violent attack on the host. Please subdue them.

[Reward: 300 Sin Points, 1 Free Attribute Point.]

Chen Fan's gaze swept over the four people one by one, his brain working at high speed, analyzing each person's position, distance, and possible attack routes.

Abao rushed to the front.

He was the tallest, holding a machete in his right hand with the blade pointing downwards. His steps were both quick and steady, clearly indicating that he was an experienced hand.

A little behind them are Ah Dong and Yong Zai, the two of them on the left and right, forming a small encirclement.

Finally, there was the mantis. It wasn't fast, but its eyes were fixed on Chen Fan. It could react instantly if Chen Fan made any move to escape.

Four people, four directions—this is the tacit understanding they've built up over many years.

Chen Fan took a deep breath and then began to accelerate.

Instead of retreating, he charged forward.

Abao was clearly surprised by this situation and paused for a moment, but quickly reacted, raising his machete high and chopping it down at Chen Fan's neck.

This strike was swift and deadly, accompanied by a whooshing sound; if it landed, it would be an instant kill.

Chen Fan did not dodge.

His body turned slightly to the side the instant the blade fell, the movement so small that the blade just grazed a few centimeters in front of his chest.

Abao's eyes widened suddenly through the gap in the hood.

He's killed so many people over the years, and he's never encountered anything like this before.

He wanted to sheathe his sword and continue cutting, but it was too late.

As Chen Fan turned to the side, he lunged forward, raising his right elbow with the tip pointing forward. He shifted his weight from his back foot to his front foot, and his waist and hips suddenly exerted force.

Head-on!

The elbow struck Abao squarely in the chest.

boom!

His body flew backward as if hit by a truck, arcing through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, leaving a horrific cave-in in his chest.

Chen Fan's elbow strike not only shattered his sternum but also damaged his internal organs.

With such severe injuries, even if he survives by sheer luck, he'll be a cripple for life.

Ah Dong was closest. After seeing this scene, he paused slightly, then gritted his teeth and rushed over.

Instead of slashing, the knife in his hand was thrust straight towards Chen Fan's abdomen.

This stab was swift and vicious, targeting the liver.

Chen Fan reacted extremely quickly, reaching out with his left hand, his five fingers spread wide, like an iron clamp gripping A Dong's wrist holding the knife.

Ah Dong's knife tip stopped less than five centimeters from his abdomen, unable to go any further.

He pushed forward with all his might, but he couldn't budge Chen Fan in the slightest.

Fear finally appeared in A-Dong's eyes.

He wanted to abandon his sword and retreat, but it was too late.

Chen Fan clenched his right fist and punched A Dong's elbow.

click-

A sound like a withered branch breaking rang out.

Ah Dong's right arm bent backward from the elbow, forming an impossible angle, and the white bone fragments pierced through the skin, causing blood to spurt out.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

He clutched his broken arm and stumbled backward, crashing into a lamppost, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

There are two left: Yongzai and Mantis.

Yongzai was closer, so he made the first move.

His knife was short and faster; it had already cut in from the side while Chen Fan was dealing with A Dong, the blade aimed straight for his neck.

It was clearly a sneak attack, but Chen Fan seemed to have eyes. He lowered his body slightly, and the blade swept over his head, shaving off a few strands of hair.

Yongzai missed his target with his knife, shifted his weight forward, and staggered half a step forward involuntarily.

It's just this half step.

Chen Fan's body sprang up from a low position like a spring, his shoulder jerking upwards and slamming into his chin.

Yongzai's mouth snapped shut, his teeth biting off the tip of his tongue, blood gushing from his mouth, and he fell backward.

Before he could even land, Chen Fan had already caught up and stepped on his right wrist, the one holding the knife.

click-

It was the sound of bones cracking again.

Yongzai's wrist was twisted at an odd angle, and the knife fell to the ground.

His screams were muffled in his throat because his jaw was dislocated; he could only make indistinct whimpering sounds, with saliva mixed with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Of the four, only the praying mantis remained.

His forward momentum suddenly stopped, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

"You...you stay away!"

Chen Fan, who had initially felt quite pleased, couldn't help but feel a little disappointed by his attitude.

The feeling of fighting unarmed is completely different from that of using firearms; he wasn't satisfied yet.

"Hands behind your head, kneel on the ground!"

Fang Jiexia got up from the ground at some point, her face flushed, and she was holding her ID in her hand.

The mantis, as if granted a pardon, immediately knelt on the ground.

He did consider running away, but considering the disparity in strength between the two sides, he decided it was better to surrender directly.

Fang Jiexia turned to look at Chen Fan while making a phone call, her voice soft and gentle.

"Brother Fan, are you alright?"

"Of course it's fine. I'll probably have to give a statement later. Do you know anyone in Mong Kok?"

"Yes...yes! One of my senior colleagues is the commissioner of Mong Kok Police Station!"